Let me tell you about my mountain home / Where all the ladies names are joan / Where husbands work back late at night / Hopes are up for trousers down
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Wanna tell you ‘bout my FrendaHe got hit by a FenderBut he’ll soon be on the mendaHe’s of the male gendaGlad to see that he’s on his wayHe’s not for Buriel today Because he’s in… he’s indisposedBecause he’s in yeah yeah… he’s indisposedFound him outside the dry cleanersOh the drivers misdemeanorsI’ve never seen a face so greenaHe looks a like the cats dinner Glad to see that he’s on his wayHe’s not for Buriel todayBecause he’s in… he’s indisposedBecause he’s in yeah yeah… he’s indisposedHe got hit by a carNow he’s lying on the tarHad an experience bizarreNot unlike that makes you laugh ra! ra! hey!Glad to see that he’s on his wayHe’s not for Buriel todayBecause he’s in… he’s indisposedBecause he’s in… he’s indisposedBecause he’s in yeah yeah… he’s indisposed
You think it’s going alrightYou think it’s going fine girlYou think there’s nothing in it for youI hope you don’tI hope you don’t mindGonna get you come around babyWanna see you through itNot makin’any promisses maybeThat’s only in the movies, movies(Refrão:)Things justaDon’t seemaTo be going right(Repete)Prospect of reconciliationMemories of some funny conversationFeel like taking a vacationLike going to the moonI can’t afford itYour mother with a bird’s nest hairdoYour brother with plenty of actionYour fathe’r always thinking me a weirdoI can’t get no satisfaction(Refrão) x 4You think it’s going alrightYou think it’s going fine girlYou think there’s nothing in it for youI hope you don’t mindYour mother with a bird’s nest hairdoYour brother with plenty of actionFeel like taking a vacationLike going to the moonI can’t afford it(Refrão) x 8
I got a letter from my old mate he’s in Zimbabwe / True white Mzungu dodging all the rifles of Obote / He’s in the desert but he don’t mind / He crawl ‘cross Africa with cockroach breath
Could never walk away from that girl / She’s the only one in the world / She’s the ruler of the table-top / She’s no persnickety, She’s real persimmon
I left my heart back in the orient / Down on bali bays / It’s not the way that i should feel / But it’s the way i’m going to stay
I was heading for my my mountain home / Where all the latest names are Jones / Where husband works back late at night / His hopes are up for trousers down